Chief Now asks yourself, do you really wanna sleep nigga Chorus: 2x We got beef All my niggas gon ride tonight We got beef Somebody's gon die tonight We got beef
Traduction: Mac. Boeuf.
asks yourself, do you really wanna sleep nigga [Chorus: x2] We got beef All my niggas gon ride tonight We got beef Somebody's gon die tonight We got beef
rich like Federline F**k a g-pack, I'll show you how to read crack You get it soft and then you rock it like T-Mac The weed good price, plus it smoke
and have a little fun You only young once so all the hatin that be dumb If life a joke then I'm waiting for the punch You all about the beef but me,
you I promise it's nothin for your family to lose you It's just when you speak to me watch ya tone, call the chief on the phone Bring the beef to your
no pity, from that Mo City [Chorus] [Z-Ro] I've been going insane lately Rolling with my gun off safety Thinking everybody's out, to do me Can't even relax, Mac
stunt I'll fuck you up for free cause I got niggaz in my hood that'll ride for me my niggaz ridin for free,we ain't gotta pay for a murder you want beef
in the making ya bitch [Lil' Flip] Now I'm back with my crew, like we ain't got nothing to do So if you beefing with them, then I'm beefing with you
busting for nothing homie, I'm addicted to shots Blame my hood, cause that's just the way it is on my block I got a bad attitude, cause I'm use to beefing
you on the strip-PLOW crack ya whip slangin that death plus I gave the mac to flip now let's go and show e'm how we handle the beef takin off Botany Boys
rollin' with the thugs so You must be on drugs to the head Get your ass break down Broken half baby I'm a feelin' like a motherfuckin psychopathic And if you got beef
'm a different breed Yeah, wait until these jokers get a load of me I watch your clique like a flick, find your backbone Line 'em up nice, come through with the mac blowin Beef
Your Cadillac if you make it to that, I'm hitting that The 70's was smack The 80's crack. The 90's was grimey Millennium mac man Clips on the whips I
stay wit the Mac, cause niggaz tried to blaze me once In the hood they be like, "Damn, 50 really spitted on 'em" "You heard that shit?" "Yeah, 50 really shitted on 'em" Beef
a coward and hide Either way you go against me, you still gon die I got four macs, a few nines, I'm ready for beef You wanna talk, it ain't about money
